At least I could say I was there the night when...

I've now covered precisely three World Series games, and I can already say I was there the night history was made.

Bad history. Dumb history. But history nonetheless.

They actually started Game 3 of the World Series here in Philly tonight at 10:06 p.m. Eastern. It was the longest rain delay ever before the start of a WS game and the latest star for one.

It ended at 1:47 a.m. Sunday morning. Don't know if that's a record, but it might as well be for how I and everybody else feel.

It ended happily for the Phillies and their fans.

They won 5-4 with a weird run in the bottom of the ninth. Eric Bruntlett was hit by a pitch, advanced to second on a wild pitch and moved to third on a wild throw before scoring on Carlos Ruiz's squibber up the third-base line, a ball that might have gone if left go..

It would have been poetic justic had the game gone on to extra innings. No fun, but justice.

It was the first time the Phillies had ever won Game 3 in a World Series. Not even the 1980 team did that. Classy Jamie Moyer delivered a special performance in what might be his first and last World Series game. It's a shame he didn't get the win. He deserved it.

It was a goofy game with the Phillies doing it their usual way, getting some home runs -- including back-to-back bombs by Chase Utley and Ryan Howard -- and just enough good pitching.

Now, they're up 2-1 and I once again get the sense that they're on their way to winning this thing. Win Game 4 later today and it's over with Cole Hamels set to go in Game 5 on Monday night.

But at this hour, I can't think of anything past the ride home. I wish I could get an escort from the police that came immediately on to the field on their motorcyles after the game. The police have upgraded from horses in 1980 to motorcycles now. There will be no BS, no absurd mob scenes on the field should this thing end here.

Again, though, that's not my concern at the moment. Hopefully, I'll get a little sleep and somehow get to my radio show at 10 a.m and then back here in time for Game 4..

It was a long, but interesting night; one that I and about 500 fellow media members and about 45,000 fans here will never forget. The fans, by the way, were great considering how long they had to wait for the game begin.

One day, we'll all tell stories about this night. The story-telling can wait for now, though. We could all use some sleep first.